Motherhood

Aren't there some days when you want to run screaming from your house, pulling your hair out as you go? In my big struggle moments, I often mumble that I need a vacation. When my kids ask me where we're going, I say I'm going anywhere....ALONE!!! No one ever told me how hard this job would be. Although I should have known those times my brother and I hid under the table my mom was decorating wedding cakes on and "accidentally" bumped it, would come back to haunt me.



Today I received an email from a list I am on that linked to a story called Surviving on the Mercies of Motherhood. I just nodded and shook my head as I read it. The following paragraph even brought a little tear to my eye:



"So here’s my theory: Heavenly Father knew how challenging motherhood would be for each of us—physically, mentally, emotionally, spiritually. So He sends us “mother mercies.” You know the moments—the ones that sneak up on you and make you smile or laugh—or teary-eyed. It’s like the time I caught a whiff of my five-year-old and realized he’d put on his daddy’s deodorant that morning. Or when he used to pray nightly, “Please bless that morning will come in five minutes.” It’s the time I found a bar of soap in my bathroom with one (and only one) set of teeth marks in it. Or when my preschooler asked me, “Why did Jesus cover our bones with skin?”



These "motherhood mercies" are what make me sooooooooooooo grateful to be a mother. Getting spit up on, refereeing sibling wars, changing poopy diapers, finding half eaten pizza under the couch and 3-4x nightly wakings are all worth it when Kannon grabs my face and snuggles into me, Addi writes me love notes and tells me I'm beautiful and Mason wants to hold my hand in public. I love being a mommy!



Happy Mothers Day to all of you!